Category: Satirical Songs
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A Fauns’ Delicacy
Like a faun that plays between the wild forests and the labyrinth. Though, not in sorrow, nor in joy, but in rhythm. The faun can always hear the sweet melodies in the distance that run deeper than through those tall ears. This faun has not forsaken the dirt and the leaves, and the smell of…
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Mel Britt – She’ll Come Running Back – Happy New Years!
“It takes a man with insight, yes it does to really understand We all go through some changes in life before we’re considered a man Don’t let today’s problems get you down” What is returning back? Soul. Soul and Courage. I really have one message to end the year. The times just seemed to be…
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The Tempests: Someday | America
Let the music speak . . . “Someday, maybe baby somewhere / somehow, O sometime, I’m going to find you / and make you mine, mine O mine / Someday. Someday.” . . . And then the beautiful black youth of today stood up, but so did the many. And they saw hope and light…
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“Ain’t That Peculiar,” Marvin Gaye Expresses How I Feel About America
THE MESSAGES AND MUSIC IN SOUL HAD AND STILL HAVE THE POWER TO HEAL GENERATIONS OF FAMILIES, CULTURE, AND REANIMATE THE NATION. . .
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Pinar Toprak: “What Happens if I am Set Free” – I’m All Fired Up
Amazing heroic piece for inspiration.
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Death in June: Unconditional Armistice
Hilariously Perfect… “Can I trust a human? Can I trust his soul? Like pigs they link together Like pigs in a sausage roll They all think they’re individuals They all think they’re free Nietzsche said they are supermenDisplayed in a butcher’s shop to meMakes sense within a frameworkOf that Nazarene reality I wish I had…
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Pink Martini: “Syracuse”
Syracuse The love of ancient and historic places. French Translation “J’aimerais tant voir Syracuse L’ile de Paques et Kairouan Et les grands oiseaux qui s’amusent A glisser l’aile sous le vent Voir les jardins de Babylone Et le palais do Grand Lama Rever des amants de Verone Au sommet do Fuji Yama Voir le…
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Piero Umiliani: “Magical Children”
“How we need another soul to cling to. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.” (Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath) “I must find a core of fruitful seeds in me.” (ibid) { creepy and seductive Black Phillip enters }…
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On a Clear Day (You Can See Forever) | Mantovani and Barbra Streisand
Barbra Streisand sings Alan Jay Lerner’s On a Clear Day…
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Chairlift: “Amanaemonesia”
Why do so many movements decline and forget their origins, to the point they cannot even laugh at themselves, or handle a much deserved critique from those that care the most about its condition… mistaken for magic… I took this video sexually, but I could never stop from bursting into laughter at the same time hearing it.…
The American Minervan 